Poison Gas

Inside the auction room, the search for the telekinetic-user ended abruptly as the battle between the various families against the Abestel family and Metti group entered full swing. 

Weapons were drawn, guns were fired. 

"F*ck, f*ck, f*ck! Why are we fighting against all these top families with the Abestel family?! Where is the boss?!" 

"I don't know! But if you want to live, stick close to the Abestel family's men!" 

The Metti group's men were like a bunch of headless chickens. Without the direction of their missing boss, they had no idea what to do.

They could only follow the Abestel family's lead and fight back with their firearms, keeping the other high-level hunters from drawing close to them. 

Bang! Bang! Bang! 

Bullets flew across the room while ice shields were conjured to block them!